Sometimes love just will not , nor will it ever be enough.

Sometimes love just will not , nor will it ever be enough.

Trying to understand another, draining me,

not skilled to deliver what they really wanted.

Hard for me to realize this.

LIFE, it`s tough

When you were here Before, Couldn't look you in the eye.You're just like an angel. You float like a feather

In a beautiful world you're so fuckin' special . .
Rushing around, car drives through rural community, shops appear empty,prices appear deliberate HIGH.

Doe`s anyone else feel, that less  been done for the needy. We are in one of those summers here, lets holiday till cooler times return.
You are truly alone now , we are truly not bothered.

      What the hell am I doing here?

I don't belong here

The social group, or lack of it, determines how the many individual within it should behave,
where we get our values, enables us to blame those not in our group.
So therefore Church connected to that society should often like it`s members be going somewhere different. Excluding none.